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We both remained quiet. The only sound was heavy breathing. He leaned off of me on his hands; I stroked his arms without even thinking just staring at the door.

Jesus, Ariel. Can you just stop whatever you're doing and go to the door.

I licked my lips looking up into Dean's bright blue eyes to speak, when he placed his finger over my lips, whispering to me, "Shh... he'll go away eventually"

Seth knocked again, "Ariel?... "

I wanted to move, I wanted nothing more than to get up and rush to the door to embrace Seth one more time. And yet I couldn't move. My arms still glued to and squeezing Dean's arms. Then I heard footsteps.

I hope you know how stupid you are being right now

I pushed Dean back away from me so he was sitting up, "I'm sorry… I can't... I can't do this... Not right now...I think you should leave..."

He smirked at me; the look in his eyes was devilish. I swallowed, scared. Then he reached out and stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. "If that's what you wish…" He stood off of the bed grabbing his jacket that I must have ripped off of him, I really did get caught up in the moment.

I sat on the bed watching him, playing with my finger nails as I tried to process everything that was happening... Dean walked back over to me. Pulling my face towards him and placing his lips against mine. Without even thinking I kissed him back.

Well done, you're a whore.

He pulled away and walked to the door, looking back over his shoulder at me, winking. "See you later sweet cheeks." He opened the door and left. I threw myself back onto the bed hating myself. My sub conscience was right, I was a whore. Making out with two different guys in the same night, playing about with both their feelings.

This wasn't me. This wasn't who I was… How could i..

BANG BANG BANG "ARIEL! Open this door up right now!"

I sat bolt upright in the bed. Trying my best to keep quiet.

BANG BANG "Ariel! I'm not playing. Open this damn door."

Oh god.. Had Seth even left? Had he seen Dean walk out of my room.

This was not happening…

It is, so you better get up and open that door before he kicks it down.

I took a deep breath. My heart beating a million beats a second. Shakingly I opened the door to see Seth standing in front of me. A mixture of emotions on his face as he stormed into my room, I closed the door behind him and just watched as he paced back and forth. Then he stopped. And turned to look at me...

"Well? Are you going to explain yourself?"

I couldn't make eye contact with him. Instead I looked down at my bare feet. Studying the details of my tattoos. "Explain what?"

He sighed deeply, "Explain... Why Dean Ambrose just walked out of your hotel room.. Panting... With a smug look on his face and your lipstick smudged all over his mouth."

I could feel myself getting upset. I clenched my jaw to hold back tears, "Seth... It isn't like that... It's..."

"Oh it isn't? Then tell me what it is? Cos I thought we had a nice evening, I kissed you and you kissed me back. I got you this job so not only you could live your dream but so that me and you could finally be together. And you repay me back by sleeping with my teammate?!"

All of his words hit me like another bullet. I felt so ashamed of myself. I looked at him, my eyes watering. "What type of person do you think I am? No we didn't sleep together. He.-He just stormed in my room and the next thing I knew we were making out. I don't even remember half of it. He's been acting weird all day! He snuck up on me when I was getting changed earlier after you spilt your water down me. And tried to kiss me… and then he just turned up here."

Seth looked at me, hurt, angry. His dark eyes showed so much sadness. I hated it. I couldn't look at him. "So you just randomly make out with men in hotel rooms? You couldn't say no? I thought we had something going on here, Ariel. I thought you liked me?"

"I do... I really do… I don't know what happened. I'm sorry Seth! I'm so sorry…I told him I didn't want him" Lie. "I want you" And Dean. My sub conscience was not helping me right now. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. Silently they fell down my cheeks.

I sat on the end of my bed, crying into my hands. Hating myself for everything that had happened in the space of 12 hours.

"You have a funny way of showing it…" I heard my hotel room door open and close, And I knew he was gone.